Chapter Thirteen

~ Zora

It took a while before I could muster the will to get up from Nox’s desk and walk out of his office. I felt numb and unable to comprehend my feelings.

One minute, I was mad at Nox for entertaining that Mabel brat, and the next, I am kissing him and spreading my legs, willing to be marked.

What the hell is wrong with me?! If Roman had not come in, would Nox have marked me completely?

Would he have regretted it afterwards?

Would I have regretted it too?

Earlier on, I had sensed a bit of wariness and relief from him before he shut me out again. Of course, we just met, it made perfect sense for him to be wary of me.

But I still couldn't shake the feeling that his wariness was a result of something else - something that might later become a problem in the future. I made a mental note to talk to Roman about it.

Instead of going to my room, I decided I needed to take a walk. So, when I came out of the hallway that led to Nox’s office, instead of veering left and climbing the st